From ymir's flesh the earth was made
And from his blood the seas
Crags from his bones, trees from his hair

His skull made the sky so free

From his eyebrows the blessed gods

Made midgard for the sons of men
And from his brains
Storm-threatening clouds


Midgard arise
From the ashes of a thousand years of war

The spark of life
Touch the elm and the ash tree
Deep within their core


Mankind arise
Take possesion of the land, sea and shore

The spark of life
The spark of life darkness is no more


From muspelsheim fire was taken
To shine over midgard
Put in a chariot to be drawn

Across the sky

Sol the driver hunted day for day

By skoll the wolf
So finally on ragnarök
The sun will die